Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Albania and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Interpol to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Gabor Szabo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Duran Duran,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Boz Scaggs,
Harry Pussy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Vainqueur,
Man Parrish,
Ice-T,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Anthony Braxton,
the Normal,
Aural Exciters,
Joyce Sims,
Minutemen,
Skriet,
Marine Girls,
Television Personalities,
Lungfish,
Harmonia,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pole,
Black Pus,
Clear Light,
Marshall Jefferson,
Newcleus,
Moss Icon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gil Scott Heron,
Godley & Creme,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Yellowson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nirvana,
Rekid,
Kayak,
Ultimate Spinach,
Carl Craig,
Fear,
L. Decosne,
Accadde A,
The Red Krayola,
The Sonics,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sun Ra,
Rod Modell,
Unrelated Segments,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Archie Shepp,
Donny Hathaway,
Kas Product,
Grauzone,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Slits,
Trumans Water,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Wake,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.